lunes, 19 de enero de 2009

There's No Sympathy For The Dead - Escape The Fate

Oh my god!
I have the remedy for love.
I struck the glass, it broke the bones inside my fist
But I'm okay.

I cannot change you,
You'll never change
I never would expect to break this in the end.

Something so profound,
something you won't expect.
Take this scripture like a picture
and wear it around your neck.

The sky, it opens up,
don't get swallowed by the flames.
What's mine is yours,
and yours is mine so take me away.

You hear the sounds, they carry out:
There's no sympathy for the dead.
It swells and I was never the same.
There's no sympathy for the dead.
We dance like zombies do in the middle of the rain!

We see the stones
falling from the sky
On fire
The blinding light
beaming from your eyes
Our desire
Life has died, yet we're still alive
and down below a sea of damned
crashing like a tidal wave...

I cannot change you.
You'll never change,
I never would expect to break this in the end.

I can't breathe, wake up from this nightmare that I'm in.
Dive into a holy river, and wash away my sins.
As I reached, sanctified, the surface of the water now,
I will breathe and burn out my eyes.

You hear the sounds, they carry out:
There's no sympathy for the dead.
It swells and I was never the same.
There's no sympathy for the dead.
We dance like zombies do in the middle of the rain!

We see the stones
falling from the sky
On fire
The blinding light
beaming from your eyes
Our desire
Life has died, yet we're still alive
and down below a sea of damned
crashing like a tidal wave...

So take the medicines
to quench the pain we have
and walk until the end
until you've reached the sand.

A hundred thousand wings
soaring through the sky
at intense speeds we can't catch with our eyes.
You hear the sounds
of a third carried out
Just wait...
You'll hesitate.

I have the remedy to the poisonous kiss.
I struck the glass, it shatters bones in my fist.

You'll hesitate. There's no sympathy for the dead...

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